C1009 The Heavenly Devil Sect Was Shaken

"What's this?"

Sect Master Xiao's pupils shrank, a wave of unease engulfing him. He was like an arrow already loosed from the bow; there was no turning back, only a path forward shrouded in darkness.

"The Wind Pylon Soul Disappearing Flute."

With a faint smile, Xiao Ling began to play the flute. Its haunting melody and the flute's plaintive notes enveloped Medicine King Valley